WHAT IS A CHILD?

WHAT IS A CHILD?

A Poem by Norman223
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Just a little reminiscing

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Is it the kid next door with the thudding football

As he endlessly kicks it against your wall

Or the uncontrolled monster that's crashed through the door

Scattering clothes and school bags on the floor

As it rushes upstairs into it's room

And turns on it's hi-fi to full bass and volume

That shakes the house with a deafening din

Oblivious to the nerves of his suffering kin.

Then there's the immature species who are also the bane

Of teachers in school, who are driven insane

By having to indulge in psychological fights

With disruptive young thugs with their legal rights

To avoid any form of discipline

Now classed as abuse, so the teachers can't win.

Then just as you feel that every youth

Is the epitome of everything that's uncouth

You discover that the unpublicised kids of today

Are the ones who study and make their way

In the world and survive, despite our fears                          

That they'll all end up like their moronic peers.     

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But then you find that these monsters have grown                     

Into parents with tyrannical kids of their own ,                          

Who will then say," I’m sure, I was never like this"                   

And we, as grandparents, will say nothing remiss

For we're now older and wiser and quite reconciled

That at any age ,  you can still be a child.


© 2018 Norman223



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I really and truly like-love this poem, Norman.. it has it all! You've covered youth and all its woes and welcomes, you've referenced the somewhat older folk who see it all and wonder, you've proved a point throughout your wonderfully metred words but most of all , you've displayed the wisest quote of the day, 'you CAN still be a child'. As to what you've said through each finely constructed line, so much is true. You could start a debate that never ends with your thoughts. Bravo!

Posted 1 Week Ago


Norman223

1 Week Ago

Thank you Emma. This was prompted as I see the changes in my once "winsome" grand daughters, who ar.. read more
emmajoy

1 Week Ago

Yes, have heard how different things appear between the ;ages'.. seems that NOT saying 'thank you' i.. read more
emmajoy

1 Week Ago

I can't lose your second thank you.. will just say 'my pleasure' twice over! :)
and there is a part of me that still feels seven years old...in my mind i will never really age...
part brat, part good kid, part napper, part explorer...

love this one.

j.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


Norman223

2 Weeks Ago

Don't we all, Jacob? I have always been intrigued by the imagination of some children. They oft.. read more
just have to chuckle Norman ;) we have to subscribe to Reader's Digest to get positive stories in every issue ... all "news" wants now is scandal and horror in multiples of 10s ... i like your humor and we do become more tolerant and patient (if we learned anything at all) with age ... your poem also makes me think of the leftist ideology that has been peddled in our institutions of learning for decades ..no wonder the thinking prevails that "you (government as some "other" entity) owes me .... ...lots!!!! those young people that make strong and leadership decisions for their own lives do exist .. more than we know .. so there is hope eh!? anyway...great poem..fine humor ..cased me to think about how important the youth is today ..and to pray for them all ...right now!!! ;))
E.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


Norman223

2 Weeks Ago

As you have rightly pointed out, E., this attitude of the "free lunch", is a political ploy that ev.. read more
Einstein Noodle

2 Weeks Ago

I so agree ..I don't remember my parents ever actually telling me in so many words that to work hone.. read more

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